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[Flynn is out walking in the streets, bundled up in a coat that does not seem to match the rest of his attire. He's looking around now that the blizzard has died down, and is in awe at what he sees. The architecture is nothing like what he is used to, and seeing a city so empty is also strange. A part of him wonders if there is anything of value to be...obtained through possibly illicit means, but he recalls also that he promised to go straight. He whistles slowly as he comes into the square, impressed]
Wow. It's almost be a nice place if it wasn't so creepy.
[He gives a shiver; he'd woken up feeling a bit on the ill side, but he'd shaken it off. He'd had worse, after all, and he'd made friends with the good doctor, after all. He glances at his pocket watch, wondering just what sort of magic had brought them here...]
Yeah. Right. Library.
Wow. It's almost be a nice place if it wasn't so creepy.
[He gives a shiver; he'd woken up feeling a bit on the ill side, but he'd shaken it off. He'd had worse, after all, and he'd made friends with the good doctor, after all. He glances at his pocket watch, wondering just what sort of magic had brought them here...]
Yeah. Right. Library.